[STORY] OGA LANDLORD (Episode 163)

Episode 163.

Joshua: brother, no mind mommy oh! I pass.

Me: eehhnnn! Aunty, is it true?

My aunt: yes, him pass.

I jumped up from my chair and started dancing, I danced inside the house so that I won’t discuss with my aunt concerning my uncle.
I only saw Profit sitting in the sitting-room wondering were the kids have all gone to, she narrowed her eyes on me.

Profit: why are you sweating?

Me: I was dancing.

Profit: unbelievable! You are such a trickster.

I laughed and sat beside her landing a smack kiss on her cheek, we both sat together while her eyes remained on me.

Me: why are you looking at me like that?

Profit: *she smile* I will tell you tonight.

Me: where are the kids?

Profit: they are with their uncle behind the house.

Me: *I narrow my eyes at her* I don’t want my kids to be musician.

Profit smirked and laughed when she saw how serious I was with what I just said, I can’t let my kids singing people in the village and learn about the poverty of the country because they are too young to handle such societal wickedness and I can’t endanger their mental emancipation.

Profit: your uncle seem to be a good musician *smiling*

Me: I will just bite you.

Profit: bite me na *she wink at me*

I bury my head in her chest while her hands intuitively held my head back, laughing out her ass.
My aunt and Joshua came inside the sitting-room together.

Joshua: love wan ti ti!!

My aunt: Vikto, no spoil my daughter in law for me oh!

Profit: tell him, mommy. He is a very bad boy.

Joshua came to sit beside me and started telling me how he was able to pass his examination with sharpness instead of brilliance, disgracing me upadan before Profit.

Profit: examination malpractice is a terrible thing.

Joshua: aunty no *I cover his mouth*

Me: he was just joking.

My aunt: make I go bring food for all of us.

My two kids ran towards us smiling happily.

Baby: daddy, is it true?

Me: what is true?

Johannah: people in the village don’t like school, they only talk about farm.

I talk am say make Profit no allow these children near my uncle, he is so obsess with blowing with that single track which isn’t possible.

Me: ask your uncle Joshua, he had lived in the village.

Baby: is he my uncle?

Me: yes, he is your uncle.

Johannah: but daddy, he doesn’t have beards.

Joshua: I have beards oh! check the small bears and goatee I get.

He showed them his beards and goatee that he thought he has, I commot my mind kpatakpata from the issue and relaxed.
We left after we had dinner with my aunt and her family, my kids were so happy I have to threaten them with masquerade tales before they agreed to go to bed, Baby can pester for Africa.

I opened my bedroom door and find Profit on the bed with her transparent nightie, her panties were red molesting my raging hormones.
The duvet was brought down to her legs to expose her sweet body, she kept that inviting look on her face and her beautiful eyes adding fire to the flames fanning my hormones.

I climbed the bed and lay on the bed, she lay on my body and placed her palm on my chest and looked deep in my eyes.
I kissed her forehead twice while she shut her eyes, I ran my lips on her soft cheek.

Me: I can’t do it now, I want to put a ring on that finger and have you all for myself, I want God to bless our union.

Profit: you would have told me that the other day you know *smiling*

Me: *I nod* am sorry, I have to see your parents concerning the wedding.

Profit: *she kiss my lips* I love you.

Me: *I kiss her forehead* I love you more.

The following days I had to get busy with my campaigns, always with people and had no time for my family but I didn’t fail to call Profit often even when am away.
The kids were not happy because I always return late in the night, mostly when they are suppose to be on the bed.

The campaigning and putting things in place was so hectic, the chairmen are just useless command no leadership apart from being leech to the state government.
I will have to change all that apart from my L.G.A the other L.G.A have nothing to show apart from employing people that have no work at all.

I was busy message one of the chairmen concerning how to disburse the money for vote buying when Baby came to were I am.

Baby: daddy!

Me: please, go and play with your sister.

Baby: daddy, look at me na!

Me: am busy.

Baby: daddy, please na.

Me: Johannah! come and take your sister with you

I was busy typing and replying so many messages, I don’t want disturbance at all.

She started crying and left when Johannah came to carry her away, I breathed and continued what I was doing.
Profit came and kissed me on my cheek then took my phone, I groaned.

Me: am actually working with that phone.

Profit: you don’t have to overly serve people and forget your family.

Me: I will apologise to her.

Profit: good, that is my baby.

Me: with big di-ck bah? *I wink at her*

Profit: not again, bye bye.

She left and I laughed out loud, I had to order an ice cream and pizza.
I personally gave it to my kids to appease them, they forgave me immediately such is the way it should go.

The following days visitors upon visitors trooped in to my residence, the worse was on friday when different group leaders visited me.
I was discussing with some of them in my garden bar when my kids returned from school since it was Friday.
They closed earlier than other days, my kids sighted me and ran to me.

Baby: daddy, see I score highest in my test.

Me: good girl.

Johannah: good afternoon, daddy.

Mr. Belema: are these your kids? *I nod* how are you kid *touch Baby*

Baby: how am I a kid?

Mr. Belema: *smile* because you are small.

The other men were silent I wanted to drag Baby out of the place quickly, I signaled Johannah to take her away but too late because she just opened her mouth waaaaaaaa!

Baby: *point at the smallest man amongst us* he is small.

Every one amongst the visitors started laughing including the man who called Baby kid.

To Be Continued….. . . .